I grew up workin on a farm way down south
I went to school against my will way down south
I kissed girls and i shot squirells out behind my house
I learned alot about this world way down south

I went to church sang alot of hymns way down south
I learned to work on my pick up truck way down south
I played my guitar under the stars out behind our house
You will always find my heart way down south
Clothes on the clothesline hangin in the sunshine
garden growin in the ground
country music on the radio talk about a good ol＇ sound
people drivin past when im cuttin grass wavin at every single one
thats the way its done when you come from way down south
way down south

Swimmin in the creek with all my friends way down
＇fraid them days would never end way down south
give me a worm and a fishinpole i＇ll pull the fish on out
Those memories would never get old way down south
Clothes on the clothesline hangin in the sunshine
garden growin in the ground
country music on the radio talk about a good ol＇ sound

people drivin past when i＇m cuttin grass wavin at every single one

thats the way its done when you come from way down south
thats the way its done when you come from way down south
way down south
way down south
（hummmmmm）